[Wenren Luoshui: Good, this marriage is a blessing beyond compare. The man is exactly sixty this year, and his eldest son is already forty. The whole family has only one intact pair of trousers, so they have to take turns going out, one person per day.]
Yunjian: ...
Sui Yun: ...
The emperor: ...
Although Sui Yun and the emperor now looked utterly unremarkable, they still had years of refined upbringing behind them. Manners etched into their bones could not easily be changed.
When Sui Yun heard Wenren Luoshui's thoughts, he already had a poor impression of Zhao Aidi, who had inexplicably come looking for trouble with Yunjian. Now he learned that she even wanted to marry his wife-to-be off to an old man like that.
Killing intent radiated from him, frightening Zhao Aidi, who had been standing smugly before Yunjian, into stumbling back two steps.
"You lowborn wretch! How dare you glare at me!"
Zhao Aidi came to her senses. Realizing that a poor street vendor had actually frightened her enough to make her want to flee, she was instantly overcome with shame and anger.
When her gaze met Sui Yun's murderous eyes again, she stiffened her neck and forced herself to look calm.
She was now the woman the county magistrate's nephew loved most!
Although a county magistrate in ancient times was not a high-ranking official, in modern terms, he would still be a county chief.
Yunjian was nothing but a poor street vendor now. Not only did she have neither money nor power, but even her beauty from her previous life had not followed her here!
Now, Yunjian's life and death were in her hands. What did she have to fear?
Having convinced herself, Zhao Aidi's guilty, frightened gaze turned haughty once more.
"A bunch of paupers!